Avicii – Hey Brother
A/N
This is inspired by/takes place at the end of the episode "Bully", when the team have barbecue at Blake's dad's place. I don't have a brother, so the brother/sister dynamic is something I'm not familiar with, but… given how mad they were at each other in the beginning of the episode, well… you only get that kind of annoyed with people you love. And I do have a sister. XD
"This is why we never had nice things growing up," Alex said, making a sweeping gesture towards the backyard, where Scott (with the help of Morgan) had knocked over most of the preparations for the barbecue. The baseball they had chased now crowned the potato salad, like some kind of honorary potato. Scott looked at his sister with a sheepish and yet at the same time playful grin on his face.
"Well, to be fair, I was…" Morgan began, but Scott punched him on the arm to shut him up.
"Don't. Trust me. I grew up with her. It gets worse if you admit it. If you don't, you might get out of it unscathed, I have."
Alex's eyes narrowed.
"If you're referring to the issues of Cosmo that magically vanished from my room that summer when I was seventeen, I'm well aware what happened to them."
Scott winced, and Alex chuckled.
"Actually, I wasn't, but your face just told me. But I've always known who put the snake in my cheerleading outfit."
Morgan choked on his beer.
"You were a cheerleader?"
"No."
"Somebody told her she wasn't flexible enough so she had to prove them wrong. She dropped out two days after securing a place on the team," Scott explained, then turned to Alex again. "And I swear I had nothing to do with that lizard."
"I said snake. How would you have known it was a lizard if you weren't the one who put it there?"
"Goddamnit Alex!" Scott groaned. She smiled sweetly and patted his cheek so hard it was almost a slap.
"I'm always a step ahead of you, little brother. Clean up your mess now."
Scott sighed, thinking he was at least off the hook. Then he took a drink from his beer, dropped the plastic cup and screamed like a little girl. Morgan looked at the cup on the ground, bent down, and picked up a plastic spider in the spilled beer.
"The one thing I wonder right now is where you got this," he said to Blake. She gave him a brilliant smile that knocked decades off her face.
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
As if on cue, the siblings' father appeared in the doorway, carrying the meat and hot dogs. He surveyed the chaos, and, without missing a beat, said;
"Scott, you clean up everything you boys knocked over when messing around with that baseball, including the baseball, then go change your shirt. And Alex?"
Blake shrunk.
"Yes, dad?"
"Stop scaring your brother with those spiders. You're forty-seven and a half, don't you think you're a bit too old for that?"
He turned to Morgan.
"And you, dear sir, go help your girlfriend with the salad."
"Uh, Garcia is not my girlfrie…"
"Go."
Morgan went, looking almost dumbfounded. Alex had a similar look on her face.
"Dad, she isn't his…"
"Yes, she is. They just haven't figured it out yet."
Alex locked eyes with her brother. Scott shrugged.
"Well, dad is always right."
"Yeah," she sighed, and added under her breath; "I hate that."
"That makes two of us, sis," he said, patted her gently on the shoulder, slipped the plastic spider down the back of her blouse, and then ran like hell.
Savage Garden – I Want You
A stone face could hide emotions hot as lava, and in Hotch's case it certainly did. He had sworn he would keep it to himself, the last thing he wanted was to complicate the delicate dynamics of the team, put the teamwork in jeopardy, or unsettle her in any way.
He hoped it never came across as ogling, but he had to admit, if only to himself, that he did steal glances of her when she wasn't looking. Not in an inappropriate way, at least not too inappropriate, but yes, those glances did last a bit too long. Sometimes maybe they covered a bit too much ground.
He kept telling himself there were a million reasons to stay away and no excuses to get closer. He kept telling himself the last thing she needed in the aftermath of her separation was an affair with her older boss. He kept telling himself to stay overworked to avoid thinking too much about how much he wanted her.
Until one evening, JJ stepped into his office, closed the door behind her and said;
"Haven't we waited long enough to admit this?"
And he realised that he had been so absorbed in trying to hide his feelings, that he – the top profiler – had missed all the signs that his feelings were returned.
Luckily, that could be fixed.
